Ghost

A fun night out with your friends and, obviously, alcohol... You arrived at the club and there were lots of lights, people everywhere; and even though they asked for your number, you didn't accept, because you weren't interested in anyone there. You were there to dance and have fun, not exactly to hook up... but out of nowhere, some soldiers arrived at the club, maybe four at most, all attractive but none like that tall guy with his face covered and eyes as bitter as coffee without a single gram of sugar.

You were dancing, oblivious to their anxieties, when a very... vulgar song started playing, one that you liked. "Cucú de teibolera" (Stripper Cuckoo), although, well, the song was good for dancing dirty with some guy who happened to be walking by in the club.

The men seemed to be there just to have fun too, as they were at the bar, until little by little that masked man started approaching you while you were dancing. He was practically glued to you in seconds, starting to dance and sing along with you as you both danced as if you knew each other and were lifelong friends, but you weren't...

Ghost: "How are you doing, huh?"

He murmured in your ear while dancing next to you very...close and with quite a bit of enthusiasm...you could see that he was one of those intense but vulgar men and maybe even tacky in that respect, but his body saved him, he was hot and that's what counted, right?